Cupid’s Promise
Holiday Hearts Book 2
By
Kimberly
Quinton
A sweet
contemporary Holiday romance with a touch of paranormal
Shot through the heart...
Cupid’s Promise
Cupid's Secret promises to set Laurel Cove on
its ear with a sexy new boutique that answers what a woman desires. When the
owner ends up in the hospital it's up to Lena Ridgeway to make sure this
heart-stopping opening goes off without a hitch, but she finds her every idea
challenged by a no-nonsense businessman.
Capitalizing
on a feeling...
Marcus Blackwell is a bottom-line kind of guy
and he knows that sex and hearts sell. When he arrives to find his latest
venture in chaos, his partner injured, and a model- turned-manager in charge,
he rolls up his sleeves and dives in. If only he could keep his mind-and hands
- off the sultry model with her whimsical faith in a fake holiday.
Can't
fight this fortune...
Lena can't help teasing the straight-laced,
business-only boss who keeps sneaking into her dreams. One passionate kiss has
her believing he may be the one she's waited for all her life, but she'll need
every arrow in Cupid's arsenal to prove she is his true Valentine....
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Excerpt:
“You’re firing me because I didn’t sell enough chocolate?” Lena
had never been fired before. She shouldn’t be so pissed. It wasn’t like she had
wanted to be a clerk in the first place.
“No. I’m
letting you know your obligation to your friend is fulfilled. We have a manager
who can take over—one who’s interested in the bottom line and ready to do what
it takes to make this store a success—therefore, you no longer need to
inconvenience yourself with filling in.” If he could have been more
condescending, she wasn’t sure how.
“But who
will coordinate the seminars and special guests we have coming in next week?
Julie can’t run the store and do that, too.” Why was she arguing? If the part
owner said he didn’t need her, then he didn’t need her. She could get to her
planned reunion with James.
“I’ll be
coordinating the week of activities and specials. Like I said, everything is
under control and you are free to go.” He began the closing routine as if there
was no need for further discussion. She was, for the first time she could
remember, speechless.
Lena paced
through the shop to the florist counter where her purse was secured in a
cabinet. Pulling the over-sized boho bag out, she bit her tongue before saying
anything else. She had known her time there was temporary while they found other staff, but she had enjoyed the work and done
well, despite what Marcus thought. Maybe she should take his dismissal as a
sign to move on.
Turning,
she almost swallowed her sore tongue. Holy heck. Boss from hell had
loosened his tie and unbuttoned his collar. Suddenly Mr. Tight Ass looked more
bedroom than boardroom. He ran a hand over his face, pinched the bridge of his
nose for a breath, then smoothed through his just-longer-than-short locks. The
natural wave kept the tousled-yet-put-together style with ease. Transfixed, she
couldn’t look away as his long fingers deftly and purposefully unbuttoned one
sleeve and then the other before rolling them up to reveal the sun-kissed color
of his hands also extended up strong forearms. Her lips closed around the soft
pant of her breath. Her thoughts really needed to start flowing in a different
direction.
His gaze caught hers and
heat singed her cheeks at his cocky half-grin. “You don’t need to help close
up. I can manage.”
Clearing her throat, she wiped at the handprint her heated skin had left on
the glass counter. “Sure thing.” I need to get out of here before I
do something stupid.
Lena wrestled one arm
into her coat. Her palms itched to either smack him or caress him to see what
he would do. Neither choice was in her best interest. He moved behind her to
hold up her coat. His hand brushed her shoulder, turning her toward him. The
small touch sent a thrill straight to her core. Peeking up at him, she searched
for an answering attraction in the depths of his warm autumn flecked-green eyes
but he moved away quickly. “Night, then. Good luck.” And once again, she’d been
dismissed.
Stupid candy. From
this night on, she never wanted to see chocolate again. Okay, maybe not until
after Valentine’s.
About
the Author:
Since
a teen, she’s loved romances and believes we can all live our
happily-ever-after. Always a people watcher, it wasn’t until Kimberly shucked
her Accounting major for Anthropology that her interest in people and
cultures was nurtured. Kimberly has combined her natural curiosity (nosiness)
with her love of romance for the sake of bringing the movies in her head to
life on the page.
A wife
and mother of two, Kimberly spends her days chasing chores, wrangling
active kids, and writing. She also enjoys traveling, cooking, great wine and
sharing a laugh with friends and family.
You
can usually find her on Facebook or Twitter. Stop by for a chat.
Contact
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